What's wrong little darling, do you think the world is perfect? Do you believe in fairies and teddy bears and little monkeys flying over your pillow, do you follow your dreams until the last consequences? Are you real, little darling? What are your dreams, your hopes, your expectations? Do you fear the dark? I do. I'm not old enough to be confident, walk through one dark room like i'm on the day light. I'm afraid, and that is ok. Are you sure you're real? Let's pretend your idea it's the best, that the world is in fact, perfect. Do you fall in love on your perfect world? My world it's not perfect and i'm in love too. Are you sure you don't belong here?